Your Daily Lashes - Sept. 16, 2024
A novel about a terrorist written in the second-person, chill music, and Taylor Swift's team wins again
It’s a beautiful day in Chiang Mai, Thailand. The sun is out. There is a puffy row of cotton ball clouds on top of Doi Suthep mountain. It’s a good day to write a story, tell your Mistress you love her, or to practice a stand-up routine on the roof of your apartment.
What I’m Listening To
As I write this, I’m listening to the chill and (s)low-fi electronica beats of Mr. Carmack. “Ode to Doobie” layers jazzy horns atop a relaxed clapping percussion. It’s off the 2014 album Melodies, Vol. 1.
Why I’m Up Early
My day began early, as I woke up at 3 am Indochina Time to watch American football. That’s how big of a football fan I am. Queen Nazz, lying next to me, tried to follow the games for a couple of minutes, as I explained basically how the sport worked, but then she got bored and started reading Facebook expat drama and then went back to sleep. If you are someone who loves football as much as I do, then you would enjoy my femdom football romance, Maria and the Mad Dog!
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The Cincinnati Bengals gave a valiant effort, but, tragically lost to Taylor Swift’s team on a field goal as time expired. The Bengals led the Kansas City Chiefs for most of the game, but their kicker missed an extra point, and their star wide receiver was penalized for yelling at a ref, derailing a drive. You can’t make stupid mistakes like that and expect to beat the Chiefs, a team that always seems to get the chips falling their way at the end of a close game.
If Mike “Mad Dog” Maddox played for the Bengals, Maria would have to whip him extra as punishment and train him harder before next week’s game.
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What I’m Reading
John Doe No. 2 and the Dreamland Motel by Kenneth Womack (Switchgrass Books, 2010) is an alt-history novel about the Oklahoma City Bombing. After Timmothy McVeigh (“John Doe No. 1”) detonated the bomb that killed 168 people at the Federal Building, law enforcement investigated the possibility of an accomplice, whom some witnesses had reported sighting, identified as “John Doe No. 2.”
Like an American Gods but for conspiracy theories, the book takes you on a journey through places of lore like Extraterrestrial Highway and the Black Mailbox by Area 51.
The book is written in the second-person. The protagonist, John Doe, the killer, is identified as “you.” It’s an interesting approach, but it doesn’t really have the effect of making me feel like I am the main character. It makes it feel more like the main character is named “you.”
What this approach does well is it gives a window into the fictional killer’s mindset. JD2 doesn’t talk much, and, when he does, his words are paraphrased. (Do we remember everything we say verbatim as well as we remember what others say? Do we perceive ourselves talking in quotations?, I wonder.) He serves more as the eyes and ears to show us what was going on.
The other characters, Timmothy McVeigh, Terry Nichols, Roger Moore, and some of the other anti-government activists and fringe members of society whom McVeigh met at gun shows, talk a lot and share their conspiratorial points of view in colorful language.
What I’m Writing
Today, I’m starting on the erotica retelling my experience serving as a dog for Nazz and two of her friends in her hometown last weekend.
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